IN a desolated,
downtrodden, deserted laboratory in a far away land, a scientist with crumply
fuzzy air was jumping with joy. His years of hard-core research had finally
paid off. With tears of joy rolling down his wrinkly cheeks, he was envisioning
flashbacks down the memory lane when as a child he would dream about this day.
The day he was longing for thirty odd years had finally arrived. He wanted to
hug them, kiss them, but all he could do was weep in joy.

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